It's quite a place. If you ever want to sell it give me the
first chance at it."
The others drew up to the table, David and Casey standing. The
pickpocket had lowered his voice.
"I got an idea into my nut a couple of weeks ago," went on Dick,
squinting at the lamp reflectively. "I let it soak in deep and then I
proceeded to act on it. I hopped on a freight one night about ten days
ago, and lit out for Richmond, without sayin' a word to anybody. You
had told me a good bit of your own story, David, and Joey had told me
the rest, adding his confidential opinions as to what really happened
on the night of the murder. Thinks I, if I can get my hooks on that
uncle of his, I can make him squeal. Well, I went out and hung around
Jenison Hall for a night or two, gettin' the lay o' the land. To be
perfectly honest with you, I inspected the interior from top to bottom
one night. That's a very nice, comfortable room of yours, David.
"Next day I walked up, bold as you please, to the front door and asked
for Mr. Jenison. I had found out in the village that he was drunk
three-fourths of the time and raisin' he--Cain with everybody on the
place.
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